I need a little time. Your life - It ain’t my kind. You need to give it up when you know, The feeling just ain’t right. You stay with me, You see the
I need a little time. Your life – It ain’t my kind. You need to give it up when you know, The feeling just ain’t right. You stay with me, You see the
Too much looking with your eyes Jets steaming from all sides My heart is jumping, I can't control it (aah ooh) Get me talking from my mind Boo creeping
(feat. Common) This is life in this world Some things go right Some things go wrong It's just how the world can be People just want to be free Yeah...
не спросил. Ты придумал дождь и уехал в ночь, Лето так похоже на тебя. На краю земли изо окна такси Смотришь ты на пелену дождя. --RF-- Дождливое такси
меня он не спросил Ты придумал дождь и уехал в ночь Это так похоже на тебя На краю земли из окна такси Смотришь ты на пелену дождя --RF-- Дождливое такси
гостей, Они похожи на свиней. А я сюда вписался зря Из-за тебя, из-за тебя. Давай уедем поскорей. Она везет меня домой, О, боже мой. В такси везет меня
меня носит Там я-то знаю Все понимают Зеленоглазое такси, притормози, притормози И отвези меня туда Где будут рады мне всегда, всегда. Зеленоглазое такси
Taxi, take me to his home I wanna give him all of me 'cause I'm alone The world is quiet I wouldn't mind (I wouldn't mind) Mere conversation, can you
TOKYO, SEOUL, LONDON, N.Y. kimama ni sekai o drive tonight Kakuchi de hiro suru nyu sutairu mita koto nai mono dake mise tageru Hora kotchi o mite sukoshi
Suenos rotos en la ciudad que viven sin conocer el sol se acercaran a descubrir el asiento de atras bella chava montada atras dulces piernas tocando skai
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My sister's little boy came into the kitchen One evening while she was fixing supper And he handed her a piece paper He had been writing on And after
The hands on the clock seem to stick to the face But the seconds are turning to minutes I try not to look at the grin on it's face And minutes to
My god loved the whores and babies My god never noticed a sin My god grew and killed the daises My god threw the towel in My god is weird my god is
All these streets are never ending Tie them in a knot Drive me through a red light waiting For everyone to stop Sing to me like Pavarotti Sing to me
Where were the rest of my songs tonight I only remember the North Star blues That simple old tune on the stage each night Marking the time that I lost
